Annabelle meets Edwards.

Annabelle had taken little Karen to the clinic for a routine checkup, a necessary but often stressful errand for any parent. The waiting room was bustling with activity, children's laughter mingling with occasional cries, and the hum of conversations creating a comforting yet anxious atmosphere. Brightly colored posters of smiling children adorned the walls, offering tips on nutrition and hygiene, while a small play area with toys and books kept the little ones entertained. Annabelle sat in a corner, her eyes darting between the wall clock and her son, Karen, who was engrossed in stacking blocks.

Hours seemed to stretch interminably as she waited for their turn. She glanced around at other parents, some as tense as she was, others appearing more relaxed, accustomed to the routine of checkups. Finally, the nurse called out Karen's name, and Annabelle gathered her things, her heart racing with a mixture of relief and anxiety.